Supernatural Fiction posted February 12, 2022

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A supernatural fiction story.

Unspoken words.

by write hand blue

His wife Susan, sat opposite him at the breakfast table. She'd been crying, he could tell by her puffy red eyes and her serious manner. He had learned a lot about his wife in sixty years, and he found this difficult.

He looked straight into her eyes, "It's alright my dear, I know, yes I know."

She didn't answer him. So, he placed his hand towards her halfway across the table. She didn't respond, anyway, he left his hand there for a minute, just in case.

"If there's anything . . ?" He spoke the unspoken to someone who knew him better than anyone alive.

"Yes, I do understand why you don't want to reply. You are quite right to be mad at me for leaving you this way, on your own. Believe me, I'm so sorry, I didn't want to leave you like this yesterday morning, when I died."


Flash Fiction contest entry

by Melvyn Lumb. . . 150 words counted, excluding title.
Pays one point and 2 member cents.

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